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Author's Note: Please ignore the picture above and the title. I lost a bet with my friend and have to post an image of his choice on my newest chapter as the head image and let him name the thing. Apparently I forgot to remind him it can't be something inappropriate....
....I am having second thoughts about my choice of friends right now
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[Surrender now, or we'll open fire]
The town is burning
The government has finally catch sight of this place, and now they're sending a steady amount of manpower to purge the criminals from it, choosing to eliminate them at the roots than bringing them to the power of the law
Given that the Grim is also in this place, they figured it would be two shots with one stone
You know how Atlas is. Shoot first. Look second. Aim third. And never question your order. Those are the golden rules, the necessary sacrifice to make a perfect system that it is today
With an all-out assault, this could be considered as the forth biggest military operation to be carried out by a Kingdom up until now
The first is Vale's [Red Star] project, an attempt at establishing world-wide domination that ends as a spectacular fail in Remnant history for generations to come
The second is the [Golden Sand] operation, which is a classified mission supposedly carried out by Vacuo's most elite Specialist, the details of which only the high-ups in the military knows about
The third is Mistral's [Phantom] operation. It is supposedly a myth about a trade being initiated during the climax of the Cold War between the Kingdom itself and Atlas. Everybody know about it, yet to this day none could tell if it was fake or not
(But you won't need to know about this. It's not like (Y/n) will get himself involved with these operation or something)
Anyway, back to the story
The guards surrounding the inn's entrance all have their guns raised and aimed it at the trio, with (Y/n) standing in front and the two others beside him
Carmine and Matsuo glanced at each other. He placed a hand on his sword, while she secretly fingered her pistols
Truthfully, they were already used to this. Being wanted criminals means walking the line between life and death for every waking moment, this kind of enemies are no problem to them
He can take out six of them before those guys can react, while she can gun down four of them. That would make a ten, which leaves the last three guys for (Y/n) to take care of. Considering that he's strong enough to kill Gangplank, these human should be french fries to the guy
In case he didn't manage to catch up, they'll have to find a hiding place and steal another ship like they always do
'Ready' He signaled to his partner, to which she replied with an almost imperceptible nod
'3, 2, 1, 0-'
It was then a crushing pressure landed on them, without warning, without any kind of foretold, it just descended on the pair like a hammer smashing on their head
The two of them tensed up, their instincts screaming at them to run away as fast as possible, yet their legs are being glued to the ground. They are completely unable to move despite their willpower
It felt as if you're running out of breath underwater, but something keeps pulling you back every time you tried to swim up to the surface
It feels like when 9 seconds had passed and you're about to cancel The World, but then someone whispered "Star Platinum: Za Warudo" behind your back, and you found yourself unable to move
'What is this?' Gritting his teeth, Matsuo was forced to kneel on the ground to balance himself, his breathing ragged. Beside him, Carmine has already collapsed 'This pressure, so strong...'
It seems they weren't the only ones to have been affected, as the Atlesian soldiers around them collapsed on the ground and began choking. Some of them started convulsing with foam at their mouth, their faces all turned blue from the lack of oxygen
As for (Y/n)...
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Waves after waves of black Aura pour out from him, like an endless Tsunami rampaging on the surface of a pond. Everywhere it goes, fear and despair followed, like a spreading plague of death
Impossible. Don't tell him (Y/n) is the source of that pressure
But there's no other answer. Out of all the people here, only the boy remained standing like that. Out of all the people here, the pressure coiling around him is the strongest. That points out to the most improbable, but not impossible conclusion
"....He must be the Pirate King (Y/n) D. Roger who possess Conqueror's Haki" He whispered in awe "The legendary criminal who was never caught by the military, the pirate with the highest bounty ever. The one to have started the Golden Age of Pirate!"
Carmine groaned from the ground
"Matsu, you watched too much One Piece it's all going to your head again"
"Fuck you too Carmine, let a weeb have his fantasy"
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(Y/n) (L/n) is pissed
All he wants to do is to have a nice and simple vacation to relax
All he wants to do is to have some free time to sleep, perhaps meditate, and perhaps even get laid in this world if he is lucky enough
It is the perfect plan for a creature of darkness like him. Peace, joy, and tranquility, it reminded him of who he really is. At the end of the day, (Y/n) is just a normal human who wished for a normal life. If he were to lose what made him the person who is, he'll lose himself as well
You would thought God would sympathize with his pain, to come and understand him like the all-merciful father that many Catholics likes to paint him as
But nooooooooo~
Fate just has to be a bitch and make him their play toy, choosing to torture him whenever they have a chance. It's as if they're deliberately punishing him for being a good person or something
From one choice to the next....
He take a single step forward. His boots clacking against the wooden floor of the porch as he slowly walked down menacingly
From one fight to the other.....
His killing intent began seeping through, a proof that he's losing control of his emotion
Everyone surrounding him shifted uncomfortably in their position. Normally he would try to hide it and pretend nothing had happened. But...
From one shit hole to another...
...He'd had enough of this
He doesn't give a shit anymore
Fuck Salem
Fuck Cinder
Fuck God
Fuck it all
He isn't (Y/n) the human anymore, he's a fucking Grimm now
Maybe it's time to start acting like one
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Who would win?
Several dozens of trained soldiers equipped with Atlas's most powerful weaponry, who have had years of combat experience under their belt
Or
One Grimm
Well, there's only one way to find out
Splash
In one swift movement, (Y/n) drew his hand up and casually swept them to the side, making a soldier's upper body exploded from the force of their impact
Splash
He took another step forward, at the same time two other soldiers keeled over, their organs being sprayed out from a fist-shaped hole on their stomach
Splash
He kicked another in the chin, sending his head into the air as his limbless body fell to the ground
Crack
He snatched the commander's pistol from his hand and bashed the handle to his skull. Blood and brain matters sprayed out as the man screamed in out pain
He pulled back and reversed his grip on the gun before shoving the muzzle in the leader's opened mouth, whose eyes widened with frights
"Swallow this, you naughty whore" He stopped "Wait, that sounds kinda wrong"
"MMHHHH-"
BANG
"Oh well, I don't really care"
Tossing the corpse to the ground, (Y/n) turned to rest of them with a blank look in his eyes. He raised a single hand up
And cracked his finger
The soldiers all raised their guns in fear
Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash Splash
The screams of the poor humans filled the air
The smell of their blood haunted the night
Death's presence loomed over the town, a smile on it's ghastly face
Standing in the middle of it all is (Y/n) (L/n), casually massacring every soldier who is in his way. Their bullets couldn't pierce him, their swords couldn't scratch him, their screams couldn't make him stop
He was like an unstoppable deity, causing death and destruction everywhere he go. With the ruthlessness of a war god and the efficiency of an assassin, it's almost like the boy had truly abandoned his humanity and embrace his Grimm self
The two criminals watched with their mouth gaping as they witnessed the scene going on. Carmine is shaking, while Matsuo is simply shocked by what he saw
'To even think about challenging him earlier' He sighed 'what a fool I have been'
"Hey Matsu" His partner called out to him
"Yes?"
"...Remind me not to upset this guy in the future"
"You got it"
"TAKE THIS YOU WEAK-ASS BITCH" (Y/n) screamed as he blew up a soldier by punching him in the chest. The man's back inflated for a moment before he exploded into a shower of mess and gore
All around him, body parts and other remains of Atlesian troops littered the ground like piles of garbage. Blood flowed out from them merge into streams that stained the snow under them with a bloody crimson color
It's a scene straight from Hell to your average person. A nightmare to even the vilest of human, and a masterpiece to a Grimm with even the slightest taste in art. Salem would have gave an applaud to her son for this
"IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS THAT MY VACATION IS GONE!" He raised his foot in anger and stomped on a soldier's skull, completely crushing it under his sole. Cracks formed on the ground from his stomp, throwing the Atlesian force off-balance
"CAN YOU GIVE ME ONE. FUCKING. MOMENT. TO. RELAX?!" He howled, at the same time several spikes of blood protruded out from the ground and impaled the remaining soldiers "LIKE, FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES?!"
The others tried to run from him, but is quickly grabbed by their ankles and pulled into his shadows. They screamed as they flailed around, but slowly lose their grip and ultimately succumbed to the darkness that devoured them
You have unlocked [Racial Skill: Dark Shroud]: Grabbing nearby enemies and pull you into your shadow. Consumed victims are considered "eaten" and will be processed by the [Devourer] ability
You have unlocked [Racial Skill: Bloody Vlad]: Summoned several blood spears from under your enemies, those who are hit will be affected with [Greater Bleeding] status effect
You have learned [Job Class: Weapon Specialist]: Your base damage is automatically increased by 20% every time you equip any item in your hands (Yes, any item)
You have learned [Disciplinary]: Increased Efficiency with combat gadgets
The sound of the notification windows popping up did help him to calm down a bit. (Y/n) shook his head, finally cooling down enough not to go on berserk anymore. He inspected his surrounding
All around him was silent, as the last surviving soldier tried to scrambled away from the rampaging monster as fast as he could
He narrowed his eyes
BANG
A shot hit his leg, causing the man to stumbled and fell to the ground. He groaned, turning on his back to the one who shot him
(Y/n) stood there, smoke coming out of his gun. The Grimm is staring at him with a pair of emotionless eyes, but hidden beneath is a quiet killing intent unmatched by any human before
The surviving soldier shivered in fear. Is he going to get killed, right here, right now?
Instead of putting a bullet through his head, (Y/n) walked up to him and knelt down beside the soldier, staring at him coldly
"Tell the Atlas Military..." He said "...I'm having a vacation here, and would really appreciate it if they could stop sending their men after me"
"Y-yes" He quickly nodded, so quick that any person would have been afraid of him snapping his neck. The boy looked at him one last time before slowly standing up. With a sweep of his crimson cloak, he walked away, not bothering to look behind him
"S-squadron 45 contacting headquarter" He stuttered on to his talker "Insufficient manpower to complete the objective. All units please regroup and stop pursuing the target in case of further loss"
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With all of the annoyance dealt with, I started to calm down a bit as my human side, my rational side, but not-so-smart side settled in
Which is also when the adrenaline faded away and the 'oh shit I screwed up' feeling kicked in
'Well Fuck' I covered my face with my palm, inhaling deeply in exasperation 'I let my Grimm side get the best of me. Again'
First is turning Summer into my servant, now is this. It seems like every time I lost my shit, the situation always turned FUBAR real quick for me
And as of now I have just potentially sent a misleading message to the Atlas Military. They will probably sees it as a challenge to hunt me down and possibly increase the number of men sent after me when this whole business is done
Chances are, they'll increase my bounty too
I think you will excuse me to have a freak out session here
......OhgodwhathaveIdoneIfuckedupthistimehowamigonnafixthisohgodohgodimabouttodiepleaseidontwanttodieineedtorunawayasfaraspossibleuntiltheycantfindmeanymore
Inhale
Exhale
Done.
Okay, new priority
Aside from getting myself a ship, I'll now also need a crew as well, preferably one that is competent in their job. We'll have to make haste to Menagerie as fast as possible now that the Atlas government know I killed their men
So, in order
1. Get my ass out of Atlas ASAP
2. Go to Menagerie and create a new identity to myself
3. ???
4. Profit
It sounds like a simple plan, and there's absolutely nothing that could go wrong with it. Every step is simple and foolproof, the chances of it going awry is low
If it did...Oum be damned, I'm going to lose my shit for real this time
"Carmine, Matsuo" I quietly said
The two tensed in response, wondering what (Y/n) will do to them. They have watched just enough to know the boy standing before them wasn't someone who you can just mess up with
And that Aura....it's as if his every word is a command of the highest order. Gentle. Light. Yet carries a more impactful message than any death threat could produce
An Aura of someone who had commanded countless people under them before
Even Ghira Belladonna couldn't even match this guy in charisma. The White Fang's Leader with years worth of building his trust and reputation, and a boy who they hadn't even meet several minutes ago, it's almost ridiculous
(Y/n) turned to them, his eyes calm and composed "You wouldn't happen to know some people in this town who's experienced in seafaring, would you?"
"In fact, I do" He nodded his head "Knowing the Atlesian, they must be currently being held in the townsquare for interrogation, either that or they're dead"
"It's worth a chance" Carmine interjected, her face serious "The square is the only entrance to the ship dock. We'll have to get through there in order to escape on water"
(Y/n) put a hand to his chins in thought
"Would we be able to kill our way through?"
The other two shivered slightly
"We could, but that would alerted the nearby patrolling Bullhead to our location if we made too much noise. You don't want to be chased by a military warship while you're in a ship, (Y/n). It would basically turn us to sitting ducks to their firepower"
"Well, good point"
I sighed in annoyance, if only I could have a skill that enables me to swim faster in water.
Helen's skills that I received when I sucked her, [Drowning Immunity] did relieve me somewhat, but I'd prefer it if we can go there as fast as possible. Speed is our priority here, everything could just fuck off
Eh, what's the worst thing that could happen? If it's gonna help me get to Menagerie, might as well do it
"What are you waiting for? Follow me"
"Yes, Boss!"
"Roger, Boss!"
...Huh?
...What did they just call me?
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"So, how are we going to do this?"
I leaned my head back, contemplating the available course of action we have at the moment
Stealth is the obvious answer here. Only problem is their number, which is over 50 of them. All of which is guarding the townsquare where the prisoner will be pick-up by the Bullheads for interrogation purpose
And then there's the ship in which we'll be sailing on. Both Matsuo and Carmine had pointed out that Gangplank's [Morningstar] vessel is the most suitable one, as they are silent, fast, and possess unique properties that makes them resistant to bullets the size of cannon balls
And since Gangplank is...well...dead, I can only assume there'll be no one there to stop us
Great, that leaves the prisoners for me to take care of
How should I release them without alerting the whole town to our presence?
[Nightshade] could be a useful assassination tool as it makes no sound and can insta-kill the target, but it's range is limited to melee. This won't work against people standing in a large and open space such as this as there's nothing obstructing their vision
[Phantom Bullet] can cover the range part, but it'll be hard to angle the shot. I can only take out half of them before they notice me at least, then I'll have to constantly move to new positions after every shots
And "that" skill....forget it, I'm not using it unless it's an emergency
"If I may?" My eyes flickered to Matsuo who just raised his hand
Weird, for someone whose last name is Taurus, this guy's pretty calm and collected compare to his brethren
"Speak freely, Matsu. I'm not your teacher or something"
"Thank you. I think I might have a solution to this"
"And that is...."
"My Semblance" The bull Faunus stated "Red Moon, allows me to pull on the power of the moon above us to empower myself and my abilities"
"And what are your abilities?"
"Aura Manipulation, Enhanced Speed, Enhanced Strength, Enhanced Senses. I am capable of doing any of those as long as the moon is present when I do it"
I looked up toward the sky
Yep, it's full moon, that means he's at full power today
I wonder how McCree will react to this guy....
"Do you need my assistance?"
"No, not really. I only need covering fire" Matsuo pointed to Carmine, who waved her hands excitedly "And I've got her to take care of the job"
I'm quite hurt at the fact that he thinks the hyperactive bunny is a better shot than me, but oh well, as long as she can do the job
"And what about me?" I tiled my head
"As I said, just leave it to us. When we're done, you just need to enter the inner square and take care of the rest"
"Okey dokey" I take out a bottle of vodka and opened the cork "I'll be waiting"
"Yes. Please rest assured, we'll finish this quickly"
My only response is to take a sip of wine
He nodded and unsheathed one of his blade. It was a katana with a black blade and crimson handle, before raising it to the sky above
The moonlight seems to shifted, their lights focused toward him as they were absorbed by the blade, turning the weapon to a blood red color. For a moment even Matsu is affected by it as his horn grew longer and appears to be more slender, giving it a more sinister appearance
The light slowly faded, making him lowered his blade before jumping into a nearby valley, preparing to take them out
I took another sip of Vodka
It should take a while, might as well enjoy myself
40 seconds later
"Well, that was fast" I commented dryly "I thought it would take several minutes or something"
"Hehe, unlike normal Huntsmen, we criminals don't care about flashing unnecessary moves, that's going to get you killed business sooner or later" Beside me, Carmine chuckled "Efficiency is the foremost priority, mobility second, and stealth third. Although all three of them could be the same thing actually"
The bunny is holding a Barrett m92 while aiming down her iron sight at the courtyard. Yep, you heard that right, iron sight, with a sniper rifle
"It's currently night, you know? There's no way the enemy could spot you, especially from this spot" The bunny blinked, before she smiled as she understood what I'm trying to say
"Oh, the iron sight thing? I'm not trying to hide my scope's glint or something" She shrugged "My eyes are sharper than any of those things, so they are just plain necessary"
Huh
I wonder how she will fare in Battlefield's Multiplayer as a sniper
"Are you two done talking?" A voice sounded from behind us. It was Matsuo, blood is dropping from his blade turned into puddles from the ground
"Thanks for assisting me with the strays" Carmine waved her hands
"You're welcome"
"And what are you doing?" He turned to me as his eyes widened at the items laying at my feet
I shrugged "Molotov Cocktails. Homemade Grenade. Weaponized vodkas. Whatever you call it"
"Where did you get all those Vodka?"
"In a bar"
"I know, but...how can you store them on your body like that?"
I shrugged again
"I put them in my asshole for safe-keeping of course, what else?"
"...."
"...."
"...Uhm, okay" He coughed "I just want to report the outer perimeter has been taken out. Inside the town square there should be less guard than here. Are you sure you don't need our us to take care of them?"
"Eh, it's the ones outside that I'm wary of. Now that we're in, there's no need for stealth anymore" I raised up my stash of hand-made grenades "Which is when these will come in handy"
"Boss, are you going to-"
"Watch me"
I walked up to a nearby opened window and tossed a grenade inside
There was the sound of glass shattering in response, before there comes the scream from below. (Y/n) tossed some more bottle, and the screaming increased in volume as well as sizes
The fire blazed up from inside as a shadow of several people being burned to death could be seen on the wall. They rolled in agony on the ground, unable to get the fire-liquid from their bodies
(Y/n) just tossed some more Molotov Cocktails in to make sure they're completely dead, then he closed the window and locked it. From the other side, faint screaming could still be heard
"Wait a few seconds and we should be safe to enter"
The duo winced as the scream abruptly stopped and they were greeted with silence again
"You know, I'm starting to think this guy is a psychopath..."
"You think?"
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While (Y/n) and his accomplices are still busy with their pirate shenanigans, another important event is happening in one of Vale's hunter school
Vale, Beacon Academy
"Is there anything reason as to why you'd like call me here, Headmaster?" Summer said
Ozpin blinked
Truthfully, he had expected the Summer before him to have changed. She may have been an experienced Huntress, but there's no denying the amount of trauma she might have induced from that mission
The headmaster's gut twisted as he was reminded about the mission that almost killed the woman before him. Yes, that mission.
He can still remember seeing Summer returning from Atlas that day. Her clothes are tattered, while bruise and healed wounds marred her body like a dusty blanket. Whatever happened there, whoever she'd fight, it has been enough to change the woman
Back then, standing on the plane returning to Vale, she had looked....less innocent. Like something is wrong with her. Her eyes maybe, they have been a bright silver the last time they meet, but the color seems to have dulled slightly
That and the fact that she actively avoids sunlight just make him more worried, so he had asked her about this
Nothing. She had told him
Summer could not remember the one who she fought, as well as the details of their fight itself. The only thing she was certain is that it was a Grimm
Maybe it was something with the ability to alter her memory, he had concluded. It was common for stronger Grimm, who have special abilities at their disposal after experiencing an Evolution
The details of the mission had been filed as classified due to the information leak as to what the Silver Eyes could do to Salem. The last thing he wanted was for her to exploit it and take out one of their last key to win this war
If there's anything he could be thankful for, it's that Summer haven't been mindwiped and turned to their sides yet
"I have a mission for you" He said "Did you know about the recent Atlesian Headquarter Massacre?"
"You mean the one where hundred of soldiers are massacred in their OWN headquarter? You could say so"
He nodded
"James have a mission for you" He held out his scroll "He believe they'd found out how the culprit looks like, and he wants you to track them down"
Summer accepted the Scroll from his hand and calmly scanned the picture from it
"!" Her eyes widened
"Is something wrong, Summer?" Ozpin asked in concern as he saw the sudden change in her expression
"No, nothing" She lowered the phone, her face back to normal as if nothing had happened "I just thought he looks like someone I know. This is supposed to be "the Grim", correct?"
"Yes. Do you know him?"
"I certainly do now" Summer said as she gave him back the device "Mission accepted. I'll head out tomorrow"
With that said, she got up from her seats and turned to the door when he called out to her
"Summer, please be careful alright?"
His only response is a smile. However, Ozpin thought there was something wrong with it
Her smile...seems too happy for once
"Rest assured, Headmaster. I'll return in one piece this time"
Leaving the office, Summer smiled as a raven from outside landed on her shoulder. Raising a hand to pet the black bird beside her, she looked far to the horizon, toward the rising moon
The night had fallen upon Vale, like a shroud of darkness that descends over the sky, snuffling out the last light upon the Kingdom
'Come, Raven. Our Master is waiting for our us'
The bird's black eyes flashed a crimson color, and both of them disappeared from their spot, as though they were never there
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لن يزعج أي من القراء ترجمة هذه الأشياء ، فهل هذا يعني أنه يمكنني كتابة ما أريد هنا؟ (Arabic)
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